Today, I read Departure by Alistair Morgan, a poignant story that appeared in Paris Review last summer and surprise! is available to read online. The story, set in South Africa, is about a couple, Anna and Miles who are checking out the venue for their upcoming wedding. From the start, it is obvious that they…
Short Story Review: Chechnya by Anthony Marra
When I thought about short stories I loved, this is one of the first few that came to my mind. I must have read it, perhaps, a month or two ago, but it lingered in my mind. The hard part was finding it again. I remembered neither the title nor the author, but the story…
Short Story Month
I have a love-hate relationship with short stories. In fact, if you had asked me less than half a year ago, I would have probably told you that I don’t like them at all. But since then, I have read a few brilliant ones – the kind that makes you go ‘wow’ at the end….
Synopsis, root canals and child birth
I have just written a synopsis I hate – of course, I am in love with my novel and no two pages is going to do justice to it (Did you say something about me being biased? I am ignoring it.) While trying to figure out what I should change, I hop over to Nathan…
Friday Links 091016
For a while now, I have been using twitter for my link dumps. But, searching for something in twitter isn’t exactly easy. So here is a summary of this week’s links – Junot Díaz at Oprah on trying, and failing, to write his novel every day for five years (via @allvishal): a writer is a…
Nigeria – a photo essay
A photo essay based on pics from my Nigeria stint below- You can see the whole set at [link]. Please upgrade your flash player!
The obsession
The silverware glistened in the golden light from the elaborate chandelier that hung from the ceiling. She looked up to admire the sixteenth century painting that was beyond the light. A slow breeze from the sea side, and the waiter rushed to hand her a pashmina, which she really wouldn’t have needed if she hadn’t…
Remembering a journey
The thoughts of a person who is writing are restrained by the speed of his own writing. It does not gallop like unreined wind. Instead it flows smoothly like a river flowing down a mountainside. It twists, turns and it follows different paths..but it never loses track of where it has been. Silent Eloquence was…
Ignore everybody
Here’s the new addition to my work wall (well, the wall behind my work chair) (image:gaping void) If I don’t reply to comments, don’t tell me I didn’t warn you..:)
Bourbon biscuit cake recipe
I hardly ever post recipes, but I am so proud of this one I need to put it up. I had to clear the bourbon biscuits in my kitchen, because I needed to use the container for something else. I couldn’t find a good recipe anywhere on the wide world web, so I had to…